Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Actually… she didn’t understand what was written on it either.

“It’s the contract with the slave mark flute. If I want the seal lifted, the flute has to lift it without question.”

“If the contract is with the flute, why are you looking for me?”

Lu Fenying threw the contract back to her and left.

Mo Qian’er felt helpless as she watched him leave.

The slave mark flute is yours. Who else can I ask?

She then put the slave mark flute and the contract together, and the shadow of the slave mark flute appeared. “It seems that my master doesn’t want to undo it for you.”

“Now what? The contract was made with you back then. You said that I was ungrateful earlier. I’ve already told him that I won’t leave him, but he still won’t keep his promise. Do you want to see him suffer the Heavenly Tribulation?”

Mo Qian’er was a little angry and hated the slave mark flute for not keeping its promise.

“I didn’t expect my master to be so obsessed. I’ll talk to him.”

The shadow disappeared along with the slave mark flute.

Mo Qian’er gritted her teeth in fury. She had never been so angry before. What the hell?

Was Lu Fenying crazy? Was his brain made of garlic?

If he didn’t lift her seal, it would be a violation of the contract and cause a Heavenly Tribulation. Did he think this was a joke?

Mo Qian’er was so angry that she could only go see the crown prince to calm down.

She took the crown prince from the wet nurse. The crown prince stared at her with his big round eyes, as if he could understand her unhappiness.

“Your father is truly a scoundrel.”

Mo Qian’er never said anything bad about Lu Fenying in front of the crown prince.

She was truly mad this time.

She was a slave before, so it was understandable then if he didn’t want to undo her slave mark.

But she wasn’t a slave.

Also, it was obvious that he had heard her conversation with the slave mark flute, and he knew her identity.

Mo Qian’er thought for a moment. “Maybe he needs time to digest the shock.”

The crown prince played with his fingers. In his view, his father had no intention of letting her go.

After removing his mother’s seal, she would soar into the sky and command all the dragons in the world. How could his father lock her up then?

Even a fool knew that he couldn’t lift the seal.

If he did, she would never belong to him again.

But he didn’t understand… Was his father going to accept the Heavenly Tribulation?

The crown prince was very interested in what the Heavenly Tribulation was.

But he might not be able to see it; would his softhearted mother really be able to see his cheap father suffer the Heavenly Tribulation in order to break the contract?

It would be strange if she could be that ruthless.

The truth was that Mo Qian’er really was worried about the fact that Lu Fenying would rather receive the Heavenly Tribulation than fulfill his promise.

She had once loved and pined for him in her heart.

He had sacrificed his life for the dragon race and guarded her for a hundred years. He had acted in good faith with her; logically speaking, she indeed couldn’t be ungrateful.

No matter what he did to her, she couldn’t stand by and watch him die.

She could be indifferent to him, but she couldn’t watch him lose everything.

One might call her useless or stupid for it.

Mo Qian’er kept the crown prince company for a while, then went to look for Lu Fenying, but the guard said that Lu Fenying had left.

Mo Qian’er thought that he might have gone out to think and relax.

He would return after he figured things out.

But in fact, Lu Fenying didn’t return for the whole night. It was already the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year was coming soon. Mo Qian’er thought that she should wait until the New Year was over.